After our recent fight that seems will never end with the limbs of eternity...
it was time to cut them to size, haul them up front and the township would come whisk them away.
It was Spring Break.
Temperatures were high.
Laziness at it's peak.
LUCKILY...
We had two young gentlemen with loads of energy.
Tucker and Calvin came and worked one day for a shiny new penny.
It seemed as though the limbs were doubling whenever you looked away.
Tucker, a scouting muscle maniac at heart, came back and worked his tail off in the 85 degree heat.
TWICE.
He was heaven sent.Tucker you may have served us, but you served the whole street by getting these out to the curb sooner than we could to get them outa here.
Sequola thanks you,
you dreamy young lad.
2 comments:
Now am I supposed to see something different here? I see nothing has changed.
Yuk! I'd pay big bucks to have someone do that too. I just get itchy thinking of it. I bet it looks so nice back there . . . all cleaned up. I'm picturing it in my mind, because . . . there isn't a picture to show the "after".
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